I groaned, feeling… smaller than I'm used to, but still having all my power. Looking around, everything was… bigger then I remembered it. Idly fiddling with the edge of my cloak, and glad it was there, I looked around, noticing I'm in a bed of flowers.
"What the heck?" I muttered, blinking in surprise at my voice. "Not again." I groaned, realising I was stuck as a child. I walked out of the area, to the one where you meet Flowey in the game.
"Why hello" said Flowey as he appeared.
"Hi Flowey." I said, giving him an innocent looking smile.
"I'm-" Flowey said, before he realized I'd said his name. "Wait, how the hell'd you know my name?"
"That's not important right now, just continue please." I requested, my eight year old form putting him at ease, innocence in my voice.
"Uh...okay" the flower said, continuing. "So, you've fallen into the Underground. It's a bit of a peaceful place, but monsters get rowdy sometimes."
"Okay, anything else I should know?" I asked him, tilting my head a little, it looking adorable in my younger form, pretending to not know how things worked around here.
"Don't die." Flowey said, shrugging. "Though, that one's obvious."
"You sure you're not forgetting anything Flowey?" I prodded, my act not letting up.
"Well." Flowey said. "There's some stuff you do with your SOUL, but since you know my name, I guess you might know those already."
"No, I know your name because I can see it floating above your head, like in a videogame." I told him, shrugging.
"Oh.' Flowey said. "WEll, do you know the SOUL stuff or do you need an explanation."
"I know that a SOUL is supposed to be very important." I told him, a innocent smile on my face.
"Okay." Flowey said. "I'll show your SOUL."
Flowey's expression turned to shock as he saw that I had not one, but EIGHT SOULs.
My SOULs were in the same position as always, the large white Arcosian SOUL surrounding my red one, my blue, light blue, and green on the left side, the other three on the right.
"Is something wrong Flowey?" I asked, faking ignorance, a worried tone entering my voice.
"Y-you have...eight...SOULs." Flowey said. "...how?"
"I dunno… where's yours? I can usually feel something from people… but I don't feel anything from you." I asked, a worried tone in my voice for him, a worried look on my face.
"I don't have one." Flowey said after a few seconds.
"That… doesn't seem healthy." I said, a frown on my face, before I smiled. "Here, take this!" I said, casually making a SOUL to fit this version of Flowey/Asriel, it floating in-between my cupped hands.
Flowey's jaw dropped. He simply stared at the SOUL.
"D-did I mess it up?" I asked, reaching my arms out, offering it to him. "I-i'm not to good at my magic."
"Y-you can create a SOUL." Flowey said, stunned. "With your magic…"
"Yeah… I can do lots of things… but I don't usually show people… but I thought, since you're a flower, it'd be okay." I told him, cringing at this bodies memories, it having belonged to someone else before they died in the fall here.
"W-well, thank you." Flowey said, stunned.
"You're welcome!" I exclaimed, deciding to ignore the memories for now.
"So" Flowey asked, confused. "Why are you doing this?"
"You seem nice, and you're helping me, so I'm helping you." I said as if it explained everything, using eight year old logic.
"Y-you're an interesting human." Flowey said. "What's your name?"
"Raz!" I exclamed, a very child like smile on my face.
"Raz huh?" Flowey said, thinking. "That name sounds familiar. But, I can't remember why."
"It's probably nothing." I told him, shrugging.
"Maybe you're right." Flowey said, shrugging.
"So are you gonna take the SOUL now or…?" I asked him, trailing off, still holding it out to him.
"S-sure." Flowey said, smiling as he touched the SOUL.
He started glowing, the sheer power I put into it being enough to revive him with enough energy left over to maintain his original form, me covering my hazel brown and green eyes as not to go blind.
"Woah!" Asriel said, looking at himself. "I look like myself again."
"Hi there, Asriel." I said with a smile, rocking back and forth on my feet. "You look a lot healthier now."
"Uh, thanks." Asriel said, flexing his fingers. "How'd you get that power?"
"I was born with it." I told him, shrugging. "So, where should we go now?"
"Well" Asriel said. "We should simply go across the map since it's a straight run."
"Okay, I'll follow you." I said, reaching back and pulling the hood of my cloak up.
As we walked through the Ruins, the familiar form of Toriel appeared in front of us.
"Hi there!" I shouted out, waving to the tall monster.
"Why hello, my child." Toriel said. Then she caught sight of Asriel.
"A-Asriel!" She exclaimed, running up to the goat child.
"Mom.' Asriel said, hugging Toriel.
"Should I go wait somewhere else or…?" I asked, keeping up my innocent act, stepping back a little.
"No no, my child." Toriel said, shaking her head. "You may come with us back to my house. You can stay with my other two guests."
"O-okay." I said, faking nervousness, reaching a hand out to her so she could 'guide' us there.
"Follow me.' Toriel said, leading us to her house.
When we got there, I felt two familiar presences, causing me to smirk in the shadow of my hood, unnoticed by the two monsters with me. "All the monsters down here seem really nice." I commented, smiling up at Toriel.
"Well" Toriel said. "They're taught not to fight unless absolutely necessary."
"Oh… why would they need to fight?" I asked, giving her and adorable confused look.
"For defense." Toriel said. "Not that we'd need it, but it's always good to be prepared."
"Oh, okay." I said, just taking that at face value, running up to her door and holding it open for them.
"Why thank you, my child." Toriel said, smiling.
"You're welcome." I said cheerfully.
"Now" Toriel said, gesturing me and Asriel inside. "The other two guests are in the first room on the left. They're sleeping, so be quiet please."
"Okay, I think I'll go see them." I told her, going into the room.
I quietly walked into the room to see Frisk and Chara sleeping in the bed that sat in the room. They were about ten and eleven respectively.
I froze a little, the memories of this body causing me to be a little afraid of them since their humans, even though I knew they're nice.
I decided to touch them to wake them up, tapping them on the shoulder.
"H-hey, Toriel is making pie." I said nervously, inwardly cursing at how annoying this body is being.
"Wh-what?" Chara said, stirring and looking at me.
"H-hi, I'm Raz, I just fell down here." I told her, introducing myself.
"Raz?" Chara asked, thinking. "That name...it sounds familiar."
"People have said that a lot today." I said, shrugging, a child like smile on my face. "Want me to help wake them up?" I asked, pointing at Frisk, barely remembering to fake not knowing their gender.
"Eh, I got her." Chara said, pushing Frisk off the bed. The pacifist girl fell facedown on the ground, jolting up slightly.
"Are you okay?" I asked the pacifist, kneeling next to 'them'.
"Yeah." Frisk said, rubbing her head, her tone shifting to sarcastic. "Thanks, Chara."
"Welcome." Chara said, putting her hands behind her head.
"I smell pie." I said suddenly, turning towards the door.
"PIe?" Frisk asked, sitting up. "Where?"
"This house literally has like, five rooms." I deadpanned at 'them'.
"That doesn't necessarily mean the house." Char pointed out.
I was about to reply, only to be interrupted by Toriel shouting that the pie was ready.
"Pie!" Frisk shouted, running out of the room, knocking me over in the process.
Hitting my head on something, I teared up, inwardly cursing this younger form again as I started crying, loudly.
"Oh no." Frisk said, realizing what she'd done. She moved back over to me, picking me up and cradling me, speaking softly to me as she rocked back and forth.
This calmed me down to just sobs, but I noticed something strange about my cloak, it seemingly curling around me protectively.
"Are you okay?" Frisk asked me.
"Y-yeah." I mumbled, Frisk having trouble hearing me, a sob or two escaping.
"Good." Frisk said, kissing my forehead.
"Eeew, you better not have cooties." I said, still sobbing a little, it being surprisingly cute without me even trying.
"I don't." Frisk said, smiling. "But, Chara does."
"I do not." Chara said. "Besides, you sleep next to me, so you'd get 'em too."
"Pie?" I asked, reminding them, stomach rumbling in hunger.
"Pie!" Frisk said, running out of the room, still holding me.
"Weee!" I exclaimed, smiling, earlier injury forgotten as Frisk carried me into the kitchen.
"Pie!" Frisk said, seeing the pie on the table. I was thankful she remembered not to drop me as she ran over to it.
"My child." Toriel said, her tone slightly scolding. "Let's not be greedy now."
"Hi Toriel!" I said, turning around and waving to her, my cloak having hidden me from behind.
"Hello, my child." Toriel said, waving at me.
"Can you let me down so I can take a seat please?" I asked Frisk, still being held by 'them'.
"Okay." Frisk said, sitting down, sitting me in her lap. "How's this?"
I inwardly blushed at this, but decided that Frisk didn't mean anything by it, being ten, so I just smiled and nodded. "I'm Raz, by the way."
"I'm Frisk." Frisk said, smiling.
"Now, time for pie!" I exclaimed, Toriel putting two pieces in front of us.
Frisk gobbled up her piece in about three seconds, asking for seconds.
I tried to get mine, only ro accidentally be blocked bt Grisk every time as they got another piece.
"She eats like a hog." I thought.
"Frisk." Toriel scolded the pacifist. "Stop eating so fast. You'll choke."
Suddenly, I noticed my piece was missing, causing me to tear up...again.
"Oh, my child." Toriel said, coming over to me. "What's wrong?"
"I didn't get any pie." I told her, frowning.
"Oh?" Toriel asked, confused. "I was sure I made enough for both of you. I shall make you another one."
"Thank you." I said, calming down.
"You're very welcome, my child." Toriel said, heading back into the kitchen.
"Hey" Frisk said to me after Toriel left. "I'm sorry I ate all the pie. I just really like it."
"It's okay I guess." I mumbled, shrinking into my cloak a little.
"Good.' Frisk said, smiling.
Toriel came back with another pie, me immediately eating my piece before Frisk could.
Frisk giggled at my haste, surprised I'd eaten it so fast.
She then stared at the other pie, waiting for me to finish before devouring the rest.
"So, what are we gonna do now?" I asked her, abandoning calling her 'them' in my head.
"Well" Frisk said, sighing. "I don't know why, but I kind of have this desire to leave the ruins, to explore."
"That sounds like fun!" I told her, kicking my legs back and forth and giving her an innocent smile.
"Yeah." Frisk said, nodding. "It does."
"Let's go now!" I said, playing off childish excitement, getting off her lap and rushing over to the staircase to the basement.
"A-are you sure?" She asked, walking over.
"Well, we should probably get Chara first, but yeah." I told her, nodding.
"Okay." Frisk said, going over to the room where she and Chara were sleeping.
I stood there, shifting from one foot to the other as I waited, hoping Toriel wouldn't come and notice me standing here.
Frisk and Chara both came over to me.
"Asriel's distracting mom." Chara said. "Let's go.'
"Okay." I said in a whisper, rushing down the steps.
We made it to the door, the three of us standing before it.
"So" Chara said, looking at it. "What now?"
"Go through the door?" I suggested, walking forwards to open it.
But, the door was heavy, not able to be opened by my small body.
"Um… a little help, please?" I asked, turning toward them, smiling sheepishly up at them.
"Exactly.' Chara said. "Me and Frisk tried to open this door before, but get the same results."
"We should push together." Frisk said, Chara nodding.
"Then let's do that!" I exclaimed, going back to pushing the door.
Frisk and Chara joined in, the three of us pushing on the door, the door creaking and giving in to us.
"It looks cold out there." I noted, peeking through the crack in the door.
"Huh." Chara said. "Should we grab coats?"
"I'm already wearing a sweater under my cloak, I'll wait here for you two to get coats." I told them, sitting down and propping the door open.
"Okay." Frisk said, her and Chara leaving for a minute. They returned with coats, wearing thicker pants as well.
"Now let's go." I said, standing, holding the door open for them.
The three of us walked out into the new area, seeing what it held in store for us.
"It's a winter wonderland!" I shouted in childlike excitement, giggling.
"Yeah." Chara said. "It's really fucking cold, so let's find a warm place."
"No cursing!" I complained, covering my ears.
"No promises." Chara said.
"I guess… only when you really really really need to then, okay?" I asked, walking forward, idly noticing a stick in the snow in the distance.
"That's a big stick." Frisk said, looking at it. "I'll bet not even the three of us put together could move it."
"Oh please." Chara said, flexing her muscles. She walked over to the stick, wrapping her arms around it and pulling.
"You're not moving it." I pointed out, rocking back and forth on my feet, looking completely innocent.
"Shut up!" Chara shouted.
"I think it's stu-" I started, only to be interrupted by a bone suddenly going through my right shoulder, making me cry out in pain.
"What the hell?" Chara shouted, looking where it could have come from.
"So" a familiar voice said. "I gotta bone to pick with you, kid."
I was crying through the pain, and I barely noticed my cloak seemingly with in anger, before it suddenly surrounded me completely, acting as a barrier, where it touched the floor seemingly spreading out across the ground, and summoning what looked like heartless, but instead a dark grey, their eyes glowing the same color as my own.
"Where are you?!" Chara shouted, getting into a fighting stance as she prepared to fight as well.
My cries sounding from inside the 'spire' in the center of the shadowed area, my shadows seemingly ignoring Chara and Frisk as they charged at Sans.
"Is he okay?" Chara asked. "I don't think that's natural."
"Well" Frisk said. "You've heard some of those theories of alternate universes Toriel reads about. Humans could have powers like that where he's from if he's from one of those."
While they were talking, Sans was surrounded by my shadows, them twitching as they seemingly waited for some sort of signal to attack.
"Should we see if he's okay?" Chara asked.
"You think we should help the one that's being attacked?" Frisk asked. "I don't think he'd attack him out of simple impulse."
"Yeah." Chara said, shrugging. "Let's not die though."
Suddenly, two more of my faux heartless rose from the shadows surrounding, both being Neo heartless look alikes, but with the same coloration as the others.
"There's more.' Frisk said, amazed.
"I know." Chara said, gasping.
The two neos walked over to Frisk and Chara, stopping in front of them and making a come here gesture, though it wasn't hostile.
"You want us to come with you?" Frisk asked.
They nodded, looking over Frisk and Charas shoulders to see that the regular shadows were almost all defeated, making them look a little panicked.
"Okay." Chara said. "Let's go."
They were lead to where I was, making them able to hear my cries better, the neos opening my cloak around me so that Frisk and Chara could try to calm me down.
"Hey" Frisk said, wrapping her arms around me. "It's okay. You don't have to cry. We're right here."
My wound was still bleeding, the bone still in my shoulder as I continued to cry, burying my head into her shoulder.
"Shh." Frisk said softly, touching the bone. To her surprise, the bone dissipated, the magic maintaining it having run out.
This however only left a gaping wound in my shoulder, blood rushing out of it.
Chara walked over, pressing her hand against the wound.
I hissed in pain at this, the tears running down my face increasing, the two Neos running off to buy time.
"Don't worry." Frisk said softly. "That'll help keep blood from coming out from the wound."
"C-can w-we get o-outta here?" I asked through my sobs, starting to feel light headed.
"Yeah." Chara said. "LEt's."
Frisk picked me up, her and Chara running.
I clutched onto Frisk as the two ran, the shadowed area following us and spawn faux shadows randomly to distract the strangely murderous skeleton.
As we ran, Frisk ran smack into a taller skeleton, falling on the ground.
"WHY HELLO HUMANS!" The skeleton said, turning to see us. "I'VE NEVER SEEN YOU AROUND HERE BEFORE! I AM THE GREAT PAPYRUS! WHO ARE YOU?"
I managed to make my cloak return to normal, still crying because of the pain I was in.
"YOU SEEM HURT, SMALL HUMAN!" Papyrus said, noticing my wound. "THOUGH I AM TASKED TO CAPTURE YOU, I MUST NOT LET YOU GO FAR WITH THAT INJURY. YOU MUST COME WITH ME TO MY HOUSE!"
I gave Frisk and Chara a small nod at this, telling them to allow the skeleton to take us to his home, knowing Papyrus would never hurt anyone.
"Okay." Frisk said, nodding. "Let's go."
"EXCELLENT!" Papyrus said, grinning. "I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, WILL TAKE THE BEST CARE OF YOU. YOU WILL BE BETTER IN NO TIME!"
I was sitting on the couch, wrapped in a blanket and bandages wrapped around my right shoulder, sniffling and wincing whenever I moved my shoulder even the tiniest bit.
"Are you feeling better?" Frisk asked, concern in her voice.
"A-a little…" I told her, pulling both the blanket and cloak tighter around myself, occasionally glancing at the door, paranoid that Sans would show up any minute.
"That's good." Frisk said. "So, what are you looking for? You seem to be worried about something."
"I don't want that mean skeleton showing up." I told her, pretending not to know his name, since he didn't introduce himself yet.
"Ah." Frisk said, nodding. "I'm sure he's not going to come here."
"AH" Papyrus said, coming into the room. "YOU MUST BE REFERRING TO SANS, MY LAZY BROTHER."
"H-he's the one that s-stabbed me in the s-shoulder." I told the taller skeleton, shrinking into the blanket and cloak.
"THAT'S ODD." Papyrus said, thinking. "SANS USUALLY DOESN'T DO THAT WITHOUT A GOOD REASON!"
"H-he said t-that he had 'a bone to pick with me' after he did…" I added, looking down.
"YES." Papyrus said, facepalming. "HE DOES THAT."
"'Ey, Paps!" Sans said, teleporting into the room. "Is dinner ready, 'cuz, i'm way pasta hungry."
I epped a little in surprise, completely covering myself in the blanket, shaking in fright, the fear of my younger form making me forget how much stronger I am then everyone here.
Frisk hugged me, hushing me gently. Sans looked at me, confused.
"What's up with the kid?" Sans asked.
I hid behind Frisk, a small part of my being annoyed at how I was acting, still shaking a little in fright.
"I think he's scared of you." Frisk said, realizing what was going on.
"SANS!" Papyrus scolded the shorter skeleton. "I HEARD YOU BULLIED THIS HUMAN. I WANT TO KNOW WHY!"
"Yeah." Frisk said. "Why did you?"
"The kid's got somethin' in 'im." Sans said. "I acted out of impulse."
My shaking lessened as I got confused. "Something in me?" I asked, tilting my head as I peeked from behind Frisk.
"Yeah." SAns said. "Some darkness. But, it's not there now. Or it's hidden well."
Noticing that his eyes were normal, I pointed to my left. "Maybe only when you do the eye thing you can see it?" I suggested, stepping half out from behind Frisk.
"Yeh." Sans said, nodding. "How'd you guess?"
"Your eye was all glowey when you attacked." I said with a shrug, ignoring the fear of the skeleton I got from him stabbing me as I finally got out from behind Frisk.
"It does that." Sans said. "So, what's your story?"
"Story?" I asked, honestly a little confused.
"Like how you came here." Sans said.
"I fell down a hole." I told him, suddenly quieter.
"Don't they all." Sans said, shrugging. "WEll, sorry for scarin' ya, kid."
"It's okay I guess." I muttered, wrapping the cloak and blanket tighter around me, wincing a little at the pain from my shoulder as I did.
"Don't worry, kid." Sans said. "That'll heal right up when you get some monster food in you."
"I just remembered something, actually." I told him, a look of concentration coming across my face, green energy coming from where the green SOUL was in me, flowing over my shoulder.
"What?" Sans asked.
"That I can heal myself… I've had to do it… a lot…" I said, trailing off, a sad look crossing over my face.
"Care to go into it?" Sans asked. "If not, then you don't have to."
"Not really." I mumbled, looking down at my feet.
"Fair enough." Frisk said. "If you don't want to, then don't."
I just nodded at this, not up to talking right now.
"THE FOOD SHOULD BE READY IN THIRTY MINUTES!" Papyrus shouted. "SOMEONE TELL THE SLEEPING HUMAN THAT!"
"Not it!" I exclaimed, putting the blanket on the couch and going outside.
"Not it!" Frisk shouted, following me.
When she got outside, she was met with a snowball to the face, me snickering a couple feet in front of her, a couple others in shadowy tendrils I summoned from my cloak.
"Oh" Frisk said, picking up a snowball of her own. "Is that how it's gonna be, huh?"
"Yep." I said, the tendrils launching their own snowballs at her.
"Bring it on!" Frisk shouted, dodging and firing her own snowballs.
My cloaks tendrils knocked her snowballs off course, before making and firing more snowballs at her as I jumped back to give myself room.
"Oh no you don't!" Frisk shouted, moving forward, still dodging and firing.
"You will never get me!" I shouted, child like laughs escaping my throat as I ran, my tendrils blocking and throwing snowballs.
"Oh, yes I will!" Frisk shouted, laughing as well.
Monster children from the other houses looked outside of their doors at the sight, several of them joining in. They ran with Frisk, throwing snowballs at me as I ran.
"No fair!" I shouted with a laugh, tendrils working double time to make up for the increase in snowballs being pelted at me, barely managing to fire off their own.
"There's no such thing as fair in a snowball fight!" Frisk shouted, throwing three snowballs at me.
My tendrils managed to block two of them, but the third hit me in the eye, making me shout out in pain.
"Oh, are you okay?" Frisk asked, running up to me.
"You hit me in the eye." I said, barely controlling myself enough not to cry again.
"Oh.' Frisk said, hugging me. "It's okay. I'll make it feel better."
Frisk kissed me where the snowball had hit me. Though it didn't lessen the pain, I could tell she was trying.
"I don't think that would of helped, there's still a little in my eye." I complained, rubbing my right eye to try to get the snow out of it, some of my hair falling to cover my left.
"Well, here." Frisk said, gently moving my hand and looking at my eye.
When Frisk looked at it, she gasped. The other kids walked over to see it, gasping as well.
"What?" I asked, only for someone to throw me a mirror, a tendril catching it and handing it to me, making me look and see that my hazel brown eye was surrounded in the colors of my SOULs, the colors leaking to the right and into the air.
My eyes widened in shock, a panicked look on my face as my cloak wrapped around me, shrinking me into my own shadow and causing me to teleport away.
"Raz?" Frisk asked, worried. "Where'd you go?"
"Frisk" Chara said, walking out of the house. "What happened?"
"Raz had something coming out of his eye." Frisk said. "Then he teleported away."
"Why?" Chara asked.
"I don't know." Frisk said, worried. "But, wherever he is, I hope he's safe."